Jazz Hands

I'm afraid my antics with my littles will give them a skewed perception of reality. 

Most people won't go to the insane lengths that parents or other relatives go to to get their littles to laugh. 

But it is SO worth it. 

I was bopping around the kitchen trying to impress Leah, and I'm sure the neighbors were enjoying the show, as well, but I didn't care. 

Nothing is better than getting Leah to belly laugh. 

And she finally obliged me. 

A few days later, she was sitting in my lap, and did enthusiastic Jazz Hands in my face. 

Mission accomplished. 

She's going to be a weirdie, too.